It takes only a moment
when a song drags you
to the past.

A moment when you ran
away from it all.
The sunlight sneaks by,
but the kisses
of forget me nots explode.

The words drive home,
and you explode in
the hearts of many.

But your heart is the
one that bares the mark.
Of warmth.

10/17/2009

Posted on 10/17/2009
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